Beth couldn't get Raphael off her mind. His dark, wavy hair and olive skin framed a bright smile. They had talked, then gone a few times for lunch or coffee, then dated. Finally, he had come home with her and had come over every weekend since. He told her he knew her and her needs, and he was right. He was a strong man who could dominate her without oppression, who took charge and enforced submission yet honored her and showed kindness. They talked about trust, submission, and limits for weeks before he introduced her to the ropes and handcuffs, blindfolds and floggers, and with his gentle guidance she embraced them easily. He had opened areas for her that she had never explored but that had been there all along awaiting discovery.

Last Friday had been typical. She had dinner ready for him. As she washed dishes, he showered, and then brought in her knee-length pale green nylon nightgown. He draped it over her still damp arm and pulled her to him to nip at her neck and whispe...

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